Nomita Thapa   (Little Heart)
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Joined 29 July 2020


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Joined 29 July 2020
4 JUN AT 16:02

You Carry a Story

You carry a story,
but you are not a library.
You carry silence—
louder to you
than any scream,
yet no one else hears it.

Maybe something's broken.
Maybe it always was.
You never tried to fix it—
or maybe you stopped trying.

Why don't you share?
Do listeners exist,
or are we all just
waiting for our turn to speak?

You were born alone—
so why,
why do you long
to die
with someone
by your side?

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2 JUN AT 14:08

Kahaani adhuri toh nahi?

Tum muskurate ho, par aankhon mein nami hai,
Har pal mein chhupi ek adhoori si kahani hai.
Main har yaad ko dil se lagaye phirti hoon,
Tum bhool jaane ki koshish mein uljhe rehte ho.

Na tum keh paate ho, na main chhupa paati hoon,
Phir bhi hum dono ek khamoshi mein jee jaate hain.

Tumhe aage badhne ki jaldi hai,
Mujhe thahar jaane ka junoon hai.
Tum raaste ho, main manzil ban jaaun shayad,
Magar dono ka safar alag hai, yeh haqeeqat bhi sukoon hai.

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18 APR AT 5:13

The candle realised in the end that it was destroyed by the thread hidden in the chest

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24 SEP 2024 AT 0:37

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19 JUL 2024 AT 19:57

I will kill my female character on my every book, you must feel the deep pain after she leaves you, I will make her innocent, you must realise what you have lost. Her emptiness will make you aimless, to kneel down infront of her kindness will be your goal, after her gone you have to recall all the treatment you did to her. Her intense love will make you recollect the past memories. Your own soul must hunt you, saying that you could have loved her when she was alive.

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31 MAY 2024 AT 1:34

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2 OCT 2023 AT 1:25

Cold

When you become just a dot in your own story,
Remember—someone else is writing you.
No doubt, you'll be a reader, not a leader.
To whom will you explain
That you are a witness to your own tale?
Do they even care?
Death feels more beautiful than that numbness.
Just think—how cruel the desert is!
Even tears have dried,
And the heart lies parched with thirst.
Survival becomes crucial
When even oxygen feels expensive.
Why does the holy turn into the devil?
When being ignored is a dagger,
And leaving feels the same as death.
No one asked you to come closer,
Yet your love is now seen
As blackmailing the soul.
How could you do this?
Have mercy—
The soul is about to burst.
This hurts more than surgery!
Officially, I don’t panic—
Personally, I do.
Hey—
Take off the weight.
Free the soul.
Because reality checks
Have lost all sympathy.

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27 MAY 2023 AT 3:04

Haan badal Gaye Hain hum,
Taqdeer ne jese chaha,
Hone lage hain hum
Oosko badalne chale the jaroor,
meh khud seh hogayi rubaroo
Meri akho meh sach na dhoonda Karo
Jhoot toh meri batto meh hai
Kabhi idhar to kabhi oodhar.
Chalo dete hain ijajat tumhe,
Joh chahate ho kehe loh hume
kisi din waqt ho toh suna jaroor
Meh kisshe atche soona leti hu
lekin kabhi na puchna esa kyu
Insaan binna batt k hi samaj leti hu
Haal chaal meh kya rakha hain,
Atche toh hum Dil seh hain.
Hum thik hain bolne k liye,
Mere pass waqt hi kaha hain.

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22 APR 2023 AT 13:34

I am not even sure,
How I think turns out overthink.
If I have peace in my card,
When will it get into my hands.
My good people cry for my life
One day, I won't listen to you,
When my mind and heart had a war
You know I lost there.
I just want to close my eyes.
When You see my resume!
you won't find my way.
"You lost the respect", now i say!
The day I urge for peace,
You handover me your lists.

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19 APR 2023 AT 1:55

Why me will always be my complaint.
I urge for simple thing.
In return I always sacrifice a lot.
They call me, overthinker,
Will you give me a break.
So that I can turn to normal.
You do as you wish.
Again you made me to do accordingly,
Can I breathe for myself,
Or I am alive to serve you as a puppet.
I have bucket of lists.
Who gave you permission to kill my dreams.
For silly things I need to beg,
Why don't you set me free.
Even I want to feel my unseen wings.
You have seen my outer wounds,
Just, wanna heel from everything
Tell me, how will I overcome from the inner pain.
And why I am the one always hurt.
Is this my punishment?
Well, let me know my sin.
Why my shoes are always heavy.
Now my tears are also soaked.
How far I need to go just to seek my peace.
Okay what is the cost for the peace.
Should I need to sacrifice my whole life.

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